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i don't do bad sauce passes
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My friends, the full set has been revealed to us!
I love you Archbishop Frank.
The continuity of these is what sells it to me every time
Why is there always a member of the clergy
The biomes are now catholic
this movie is so fucking creepy jesus fuck
Itâs by Tim Burton, what did you honestly expect?
Actually, itâs Henry Selick, who was the director of The Nightmare Before Christmas. The book was written by Neil Gaiman, though, and is farâŠfarâŠ.worse.
Sorry, Iâm about to geek the hell out.
The movie is captivating, but the book is twenty kinds of terrifying, even now, ten years after I first read it. As disturbing as the movie may have been to some, the things Selick added really serve to cushion just how horrific the story really is.
First of all, the character of Wybie does not exist in the book. Coraline is facing all of this nearly alone, with her only help coming from the sly comments of the cat, a warning from the circus mice, and the stone given to her by her neighbor, presented with no comment but that it âmakes the unseen seen.â
Second, the Other Parents are never quite as warm (and, dare I say, normal) as they are in the gifs above. Theyâre described as having paper-white skin and the Other Motherâs hair is said to move on its own, and her long, red, claw-like nails donât ease any uncertainty that she is absolutely, positively up to no good. The first time Coraline meets them, they (and the rest of the Others) seem to be playing roles (for whatever reason, Coraline does not seem to pick up on this), like they all know what to say and what to do and are simply waiting for Coraline to make her move in their terrifying play world. This is shown to be partly true when the Other Parents tell her they know sheâll be back soon after she refuses the buttons - this time, to stay.
Third, the Other Mother commits atrocities that really should not have been in a book for anyone not fully grown up. She physically deforms the world around Coraline to slow her progress in their game beyond any mild traps the movie portrays, and, instead of turning the Other Father into the wandering pumpkin-thing seen in the film, she simply ceases to use him and throws his body away in the cellar, leaving him to rot with whatever bit of sentience he has left. She begins to lose her touch, as Coraline gains the upper hand. Her world doesnât just become a nightmare - it falls apart completely. No creepy but oddly cool bug furniture here, just the house that now appears to be a childâs drawing. Whatever the Other Mother is (a beldame, but something tells me sheâs much more ancient and powerful than that), she does not give half a hump about what she has to do to ensnare Coraline. Destroy the supporting characters of her twisted creation? Done. Allow herself to be dismembered to ruin Coralineâs life in the normal world? Not even gonna bat an eyelash.
On a final, personal note, imagine eight year-old me, ignored by my parents, absorbed in the story and identifying with Coraline from the start. Imagine me finishing this bloodcurdling book and immediately thinking of my basement, where there is still a locked door that my grandmother swears up and down is nothing more than a storage room, but has not once in my (or my motherâs) lifetime unlocked.
Can you see why this book still scares me?
Fun fact I learned from seeing neil gaiman speak: when he first wanted the book published, his editor said it was too scary. He suggested she read it to her young daughter, and then decide. So she did, and her daughter wasnât afraid, and it was published. Years later, Gaiman was sitting next to that daughter at an event and told her this story, and she said âoh I was terrified I just didnât want to tell my momâ.
Coraline WAS too scary to be published, but exists anyway because a girl lied to her mother.
@neil-gaiman, is this true about the publisherâs daughter?
It was my literary agent, Merrilee Heifetz who read it and said âyou canât seriously expect this to be published as a childrenâs book.â So I suggested she read it to her daughters. And she called me back a week later and said âThey love it and they werenât scared at all. Iâll take it to Harper Childrenâs.â
A decade later, at the Opening Night of the Coraline musical, I was sitting next to Morgan, Merileeâs youngest daughter, and told her how her not being scared had made the book happen. And she said âI was terrified. But I needed to find out what happened next. So nobody knew.â
So, yes.
happy Thursday the 20th
Iâd have to wait months or even years for another chance to reblog this, so why the fuck not?
next days you can reblog this on a Thursday the 20th
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You know, just in case you wanted to set your queue for the next 6 years
happy Thursday the 20th
Iâd have to wait months or even years for another chance to reblog this, so why the fuck not?
next days you can reblog this on a Thursday the 20th
August 2015
October 2016
April 2017
July 2017
September 2018
December 2018
June 2019
February 2020
August 2020
You know, just in case you wanted to set your queue for the next 6 years
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shaggy said ââzoinksââ
velma said ââjinkiesââ
daphne said ââjeepersââ
what did fred say
fred says Fuck
happy 50th anniversary Scooby doo
Trans men
they male.
they men.
rb if you agree.
TERFs and Radfems fuck off this post.
The 2016 Presidential Election, but the states are redrawn so that Hillary Clinton wins everything
brb moving to LONG jersey
long jersey doesnât have shit on SUPREME CALIFORNIA
no fucking wayâŠmega louisiana! time to le
Ainât mega louisiana that one song from Undertale
heard you wereâfuck
heard youâagh
heard you wâjesus gimme a secâargh
heard you were talking shit
What a bop
A thrilling saga from my school
at least they now have two seperate witness accounts that a squirrel took their homework, should their teacher not belive this story.
The other day I went to McDonaldâs with my family and the guy who took my order was really loud and was basically like âHAPPY HOLIDAYS WHAT CAN I GET YOUâ and I was like wow I canât let this guy outmatch me so I yelled âIâLL TAKE A HAPPY MEAL WITH THE NUG NUGS IF I MAYâ you know, like a natural well-adjusted epitome of adulthood 19 year old and he was like âCERTAINLY WOULD YOU LIKE THE MIGHTY KIDS MEAL INSTEAD WITH EXTRA FRIESâ and I was so sleep deprived I essentially blacked out and apparently leaned over the counter like I was robbing the place, raised my eyebrow like a suave robin hood and said âHECK YES I WOULD GOOD SIRâ and then I sat down and he yelled from across the store âWOULD YOU LIKE THE PURPLE OR BLUE SPIDER-MANâ and since purple is the more superior color thatâs how I answered and long story short my parents think college changed me and that Iâm now the poster child for being social and Iâve only been asked once why Iâm not in a relationship yet but I know itâs gonna be brought up again and how do i tell my parents itâs because whenever I eat in the dining hall I spend the entire time playing bumper cars with the wheeley chairs and all I eat is pixie sticks and the last time I was in the library (where Iâm supposed to work next semester, deAr GoD) I ripped my leggings in the bathroom pulling up my pants and I walked the entire 20 mins back to my dorm with my neon underwear peeking out from the holes like a 17th century harlot with a cocaine addiction and Iâve essentially been living off jars of peanut butter and the soundtrack to the bee movie for the past year
thereâs more information in this post than there was in the library of alexandria
op did you breathe typing this because I didnât while reading it
Yes. Can I identify the snail? Because I will find the snail, pick it up with tongs and gloves, put it in a box, get on a boat, and drop it into the Pacific Ocean. It may not die, but if it gets back to me from there, it sure as hell deserves its reward.
the text says the snailâs goal is to find you, not touch/kill you. can you just, like. put the snail in a nice terrarium and enjoy life with an immortal pet snail and $10 million?
Put the snail in a hamster ball
Snorn snenemies to snriends (snail sworn enemies to snail friends).
16k, enemies to lovers, slow burn
Some people need to shut the FUCK UP and look at my blaze drawing for 20 seconds
so this kid he used to bully me in middle school before i got tough, well this is kind of a funny story. so i sugar from time to time but my latest sugar mommys house is so extra and i didnt bring my glasses but im going through the house because she told me to make myself at home and i see a family photo and im just like he looks really familiar but i cant make out shit. and so she and i start talking and shes like yeah i have a son your age actually and im just like wait⊠and she was like youâll meet him later when we go to the car show, and im just like fuckin wait.. and we get to the car show and its me and her weâre holding hands being friendly and shes like and heres my son. and i shit u not this is the same dude who used to fucking bully me in middle school and he starts fucking crying because he didnt know his mom was lesbian and i was just like hey its been a while, but im getting fucked by your mom.
where is your god now
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